DISCLAIMER: J.K. Rowling: Who wants Harry Potter?

Me: Ohh pick me! Hey over here! Pick me! (jumping up and down)

J.K. Rowling: No one? I guess I will have to keep him. (Sigh)

Me: Drat these short legs!

A/N: I am so happy that so many people like my story! I love the reviews, so keep them coming!

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Chapter 10 recap…

Walking alone up the stairs, she thought she heard someone moving behind her. She stopped and listened. I must have been imagining it. She continued on, and she heard it again. It was like feet running up the stairs as fast as they could go but stopping when she stopped.

Hermione reached the top of the stairs and looked around. It was mostly empty, since most students had class right now. She felt like she was being watched, stalked.

Suddenly a strong arm grabbed her and shoved her into a broom closet.

Chapter 11: Broom Closet

"Let-me-go!" Hermione struggled against her captor.

"No one's here to help you now, precious."

"HELP! Somebody help me!" A hand was clapped over her mouth.

"Stop screaming!" the voice hissed.

"What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"Information."

"Who are you?"

"Don't you recognize me? Tsk, tsk, you aren't as smart as you seem, you filthy little mudblood." he covered Hermione's mouth again.

"Where is that little bastard Malfoy?" he sneered.

"I-I don't know."

"Where is he staying?"

"I don't know."

"Tell me the truth! Crucio!"

Hermione fell to the ground, screaming in agony. The pain was blinding.

"I don't know where Malfoy is!" she whispered when the curse was lifted.

"LIAR!" She was hit by the curse again. It was even more unbearable than last time. Her head was exploding, her legs felt like they were falling off.

"Stop it please!" Hermione gasped, "I don't know where he is!"

"Very well. If you tell anyone I was here today, you will be killed." With that, she was thrown out of the closet. She cowered on the cold stone floor for what seemed like a very long time.

Hermione went in and out of consciousness. She could faintly hear the worried talking of students as they stumbled upon her. She felt herself being picked up by someone. Not knowing who it was, she struggled, fearing it was him. The person calmed her and she fell unconscious.

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Potter burst into the classroom. He was all out of breath. "What's the matter?" the teacher exclaimed.

Potter searched the room with his green eyes, and caught Draco's steely grey ones. "Malfoy! Come here now! It's Herm-"

Not needing to hear three-fourths of the name, Draco was up and running to the door. Potter came after him. "What's wrong? Is she alright?"

"I took her to the hospital wing… I don't know what's wrong with her."

"Where was she?"

"I found her just outside a broom closet. She was barely awake."

"Fuck!" Draco yelled. The two reached the hospital wing in record time. Rushing through the doors, he and Harry almost ran over a very worried looking Madame Pomfrey. "Where's Hermione?"

"You two… out! Miss Granger needs attending to and I cannot be bothered by you!" Madame Pomfrey was running around gathering various medicines.

"But there is something you need to know!" Draco insisted. "She's pregnant!"

Madame Pomfrey stopped and turned around, putting the medicines back and gathering others. "Thank you dear boy, I think you have just saved her life." She rushed over to the bed where a very hurt looking Hermione lay.

Draco and Potter left the hospital wing. Draco sat numbly down on the floor, leaning his back against the wall. Harry Potter just stood in front of the doors. "Damn it!" Draco yelled.

"I know. Whoever did this is going to pay."

"You got that right. I will make sure of that."

"You really do care about her, don't you Malfoy?" Potter was staring at him with interest.

"Oh, can it Potter. She is having my baby, you know." He was staring at the marble floor.

The Boy-who-wouldn't-die watched him and chuckled to himself. "Wow, I never thought I would see the day that pure-blood Draco Malfoy would like muggle-born Hermione Granger."

"You know, all that blood stuff doesn't really matter to me anymore. I really only did it to please my father."

For sometime, there was an awkward silence, where both tried to hear what was going on inside the infirmary. Finally, after what seemed like days, Madame Pomfrey came out and said, "Miss Granger is very weak. She is extremely lucky that she did not loose the baby. She is sleeping now, but you may go in."

Draco and Potter practically knocked her over in an effort to get inside. Hermione had a large bruise on her forehead. He started panicking. "Merlin, Granger! What happened to you?" He brushed his hand over the bruise and she winced.

"Draco…" she groaned.

"Hermione? I'm here." He took her hand in his own. "Hermione, who did this to you?"

"Draco… hold me…"

"Ok," he lay down on the bed and wrapped his arms around her.

"Don't let him hurt me Draco…" she whimpered.

"Who hurt you?"

"Don't let him hurt my baby…"

"I won't. Who hurt you?" Draco had never been more angry and scared in his life.

"…I can't say… he'll kill me…" She was unconscious again.

Draco stayed with Hermione all night. He didn't know or care when Potter left, he only wanted to keep her safe. He had to hold her, keep her close, and feel her in his arms to know she was safe from harm.

He woke in the morning to a soft hand rubbing his cheek. "Hermione! You're awake."

"Yea, thanks for staying with me last night, Draco." She smiled as best as she could, but she was still very weak. Draco gave her a hug.

"Madame Pomfrey said that I will be able to leave sometime today," she said after they broke apart. "She also said that the baby wasn't hurt in any way."

"That's wonderful." He got out of the bed. "Do you remember anything that happened?"

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Hermione thought. "Yes," she said quietly.

"Did you see who it was?"

"Yes."

"Who was it? What house are they in?"

"They aren't in school. I can't tell you. They said they would kill me if I said anything."

"Please, Hermione, I need to know."

Hermione looked at him. "I can't."

"Please." His eyes were a hardened steel color.

"It was--"

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A/N: Wow! Suspenseful! How exciting! Remember to review!